Here is the thing tho. She came over monday and we discussed what i did(took a few too many ativan) and i kept telling her it wasnt an attempt it was just me wanting a high. If it was a real attempt i would have taken alot of other stuff as well. I didnt even consider it would be dangerous(which was foolish admittedly). I told her to leave my house and eventually she did. She then went to the most controlling person either of us have ever met(my dad) and told him to hospitalize me. To go to him of all people is like stabbing me in the heart. It hurt a lot and when it happened i truly wished i had. Its not so much that she made the mistake and mistook my actions,,its who she went to. Ahh heck its also cause she mistook it Thanks for the replies so far as they are making me think and realize maybe her actions wernt controlling or evil.